I'M SORRY I'M SORRY I'M SORRY I SUCK AT UPDATING! T.T

As they got off the ship, Chewie ended up carrying Ed on his back. Ed hadn't woken up since falling asleep, and his fever had gotten slightly worse. After Lando came up and greeted his guests, his gaze fell on the sleeping teenager.

"What's wrong with this kid?"

"He's just feeling a little under the weather. He should be fine in a day or two," Han replied.

"Oh. Well, if it gets too bad, we can always do something about it."

"Yeah, thanks."

As they walked through the building, Ed woke up for about a minute. He looked around to see where he was before remembering that they had ended up going to some planet to suck up to some old buddy of Han's. He slowly closed his eyes again. As he did so, he thought he saw a white figure hiding behind a corner.

Chewie set Ed down on a bed and went to do other stuff for a while. Han and Lando looked down at him for a while.

"So is he a friend of yours?"

"I guess you could say that. He's got a pretty aggravating personality, though."

Lando laughed. "He knows how to get you mad, huh?"

"Oh, yeah. Plus every time I open my mouth he has some emotional breakdown because of what I say."

"What kind of things do you say to him?"

"Well, one time I told him to go home, and he just glared at me and said he didn't have one to go to. And then I mentioned something about his parents and he just glared at me and walked off."

"Jeez, what kind of life is this kid living?"

"That's what I'd like to know, but he hasn't said much about it. His right arm and left leg are fake, too. Some kind of prosthetic limb from his planet, not incredibly advanced."

"What's his name?"

"Edward Elric."

Lando looked at Ed for another moment. "Well, I have work to do. See you later."

"Yeah, see you," Han replied. Ed shifted in his sleep and let out a quiet moan. Han checked his forehead before walking out of the room.

"So, that boy is here as well."

Lando kept his eyes on the far wall as he spoke to Darth Vader. "That's right."

"Good. That makes things easier."

"Wait, why do you care about that boy?"

"He is just as important to us as Skywalker. That boy could easily destroy the Rebel Alliance. All he needs is the proper motivation."

At this, Lando noticed the slightly curved piece of metal sitting on the table. There was a seal drawn on it, one that looked like it was drawn with blood. "What's that?"

"That seal contains the soul of someone whose life is very important to that boy. The ability to create something like this is possessed only by that boy, and he'll do anything in order to save his younger brother."

Lando didn't quite believe this until a voice emanated from the metal. "Oh, yeah, like that'll happen. He's not stupid, you know." The voice sounded very young.

"Perhaps not, but he does allow himself to be ruled by his emotions," Vader replied as he left the room. Lando looked curiously at the piece of metal.

"So wait, you're just a soul?"

"Yeah, my body was taken away a few years ago. Um, you met my brother, didn't you?"

"Yeah, but he was asleep."

"Is he okay?"

"You mean other than being sick? Yeah, as far as I know, he's fine."

"That's a relief."

Lando felt very awkward talking to a piece of metal. Then he realized that whoever he was talking to must feel much more awkward than he did. After all, he couldn't move, or do anything for that matter.

"Hey, what's your name?"

"Alphonse."

"Well, it's nice to meet you, Alphonse, even if it's not under the best conditions."

Lando heard a weak laugh. "Yeah…"

Ed heard a noise nearby. He opened his eyes to see where it was coming from, but something was covering them. It felt like a damp cloth. He heard footsteps and a voice coming from his right side.

"Hey, you awake?" Han asked.

"Yeah."

"Feeling any better?"

"Sort of. So what's happening?"

"Well, Lando had some of his men do some repairs on the Falcon, and we're just waiting here until they're done."

"Oh."

"Would you mind if I looked at your arm?"

"Why?"

"I dunno, just want to see how it works. That way I can fix it if you break it."

"Go right ahead." Ed was too tired to argue against the breaking thing.

Ed closed his eyes again as Han began observing the automail. After a while, Han talked to Ed some more. "That's pretty advanced right there. Yeah, sure, it's not nearly as advanced as the ones we've got, but considering how primitive your world is, it's pretty good. Who made it?"

"A girl I've known since I was really little."

"Oh, so you have a girlfriend?"

"Shut up. It's not like that."

"Hey, no need to get all defensive about it."

"I wasn't being defensive."

"Sure you weren't."

"Yeah, well even if I did like her, I'd be doing better than you are," Ed replied. Han 'accidentally' yanked on Ed's arm at that comment. "Hey! What was that for?"

"My hand slipped."

"Yeah, right. You did that on purpose."

"Hey, don't strain yourself. You still have a pretty bad fever."

Ed groaned as Han left the room.

When Ed woke up next, he could hear voices coming from the other side of the door. He tried sitting up. When he wasn't overcome by dizziness, he decided to get out of bed. He pulled on his shirt and left the tiny room where he had been sleeping since arriving.

Han and Leia were sitting out in what looked like a living room of some sort. They both looked up at Ed briefly as he walked over and sat down.

"Feeling better now?" Leia asked.

"For the most part," Ed replied.

"That's good. We'll probably end up leaving soon."

At that moment, Chewie came into the room, holding a very broken C-3PO. Ed's reaction was about the same as Leia's and Han's, only he was still sitting down and had little energy to spare.

After a moment, someone came into the room. Both Han and Leia recognized him, so Ed figured he was the Lando person Han had been talking about. He nodded politely at Ed.

"Hey, you're awake. I'm Lando."

Ed shook Lando's hand. "I'm Ed."

"Nice to meet you," Lando said before turning to Leia. After a moment, he offered drinks to everybody. Ed followed the group silently, and he had a slightly delayed reaction when the door opened, revealing Darth Vader and several stormtroopers.

When Ed went to sit down, having realized that resistance was pointless, he tripped and fell flat on his face. Han helped him to his feet and muttered, "Nice."

There was a long, awkward silence in the room that lasted several minutes. It ended when Darth Vader stood up and pointed at Ed. "You. Come with me."

Ed cautiously stood up and followed the shinyhead out of the room. They walked down a long hallway and came to what looked like a cell. Once Ed was inside, Vader signaled for the stormtroopers to leave. As the door closed behind them, Ed saw something interesting sitting on the table. It was a piece of metal, with a very familiar blood seal on it.

Ed moved forward to look more closely at it, but Vader placed a very strong hand on his shoulder.

"I will leave you in here. Do not attempt to escape."

"Do you think I'm stupid?" Ed muttered. Vader let go of him and left the cell, leaving Ed alone with his brother. "Al…?"

"Brother?"

Ed collapsed on the floor out of both exhaustion and relief. "I was afraid you had been killed."

"No, I'm alive. Somewhat."

Ed gave a weak laugh. "Great. Now I just need to reattach you to the rest of the armor."

"But we're prisoners."

"I know."

"Wait, brother, there's something you should know."

"What?"

"When they came here, the plan was to use you guys as bait. They used me to make sure you'd be obedient, and now they're waiting for Luke to get here."

"What?" Ed stood up in a hurry and got very dizzy. He leaned on the table for support for a while.

"Brother, don't strain yourself."

"I'm fine, Al."

"No you're not. You're sick."

"Yeah, I guess so. So wait, Luke's going to come here?"

"That's what I've heard. I think Vader wants him on the Empire's side."

"Damn…"

"Brother, you should get some rest."

Ed nodded. "Right. Here, I don't really want to leave you there in case someone doesn't realize it's you." Ed picked up the piece of metal and went over to the corner with it. "Ha, this is awkward…"

"It's worse for me."

"Oh well. At least I'm taller than you now."

"Yeah, like that's all you care about."

"Maybe I'll make you smaller when I fix the armor."

"Ha, ha, ha, Ed."

Ed carefully placed his brother next to him and closed his eyes. He sat in that corner for a long time, half awake and in a daze, until the door opened, and Ed could hear Chewie. Ed didn't bother to open his eyes. After a moment, he felt something warm and fuzzy on his left arm. Ed opened his and saw Chewie looking at him, a piece of C-3PO in his other paw.

"Hey, Chewie," Ed muttered. Chewie growled before looking at Al. He growled again, pointing at the metal. "What, this?" Ed asked, picking it up. "This is Al."

"Um, hi, Chewie…" Al muttered. Chewie growled again and walked away. He seemed to be working on C-3PO. "Hey, brother? What happened to 3PO?" Al asked.

Ed shrugged. "I don't really know." He closed his eyes and quickly fell asleep.

When Ed woke up, he could hear Leia's voice. He looked up to see her kneeling over Han, who seemed to be in pain. He looked down at his brother. Al was still there.

"What happened?" Ed asked.

"They were torturing him," Leia responded. "For no good reason."

Ed looked around the room. It was very quiet. Then he spoke, his voice barely over a whisper. "I was right."

"About what?"

"About Al."

"What, did you see him?"

"Yeah, he's right here," Ed said, pointing to the bit of armor.

"Yeah, I'm here," Al said.

Leia stood up and walked over. "Al? Is that really you?"

"Yeah."

"Wow, that must be awkward."

"Tell me about it."

Just then, the door opened, and Lando came in.

Will add this in later once I know how it goes

"Yeah, you're a real friend."

Ed decided it was time to speak up. "Aren't you overreacting just a little bit?"

Han looked at Ed in exasperation. "Ed, this guy just betrayed us all!"

"You think I didn't figure that out?" Ed shot back, his voice colder than usual. "Look, I've seen a lot in my life. I met a man who used his four-year-old daughter in a sick experiment that ended her life as a normal human. I've nearly been killed by a man who was so wrapped up in his need for revenge that he murdered the doctors that saved his life."

"Brother…"

"The way I see it, someone who's forced into hurting people he cares about is much different from someone who hurts people of his own free will."

Everyone in the room was silent. Finally, Han spoke. "I get your point. Sorry, Lando."

"No, you don't need to apologize. Look, I have to go. I'm sorry. Oh, Ed, I have something for you." One of Lando's men dropped a crate on the ground before they left.

As the doors closed, Ed looked down. He wasn't in the mood to speak anymore. He still felt dizzy. After a moment, he looked over at the crate. It was the rest of Al's armor.

"Great, now you can fix your brother."

Ed looked down at Al before standing up. "Guess so." He pulled the pieces out of the crate and arranged them on the ground. He stood up, looked down at it, and changed his mind. He'd have to create the armor first before bonding his brother's soul to it.

Once Al was back in a semi-normal body, he turned to his brother. "Where's my head?"

"Ah, I forgot it on the ship," Ed replied. "Oh well. It probably doesn't matter too much right now."

"No, what matters now is how to figure this out. We need to get out of here, at the very least."

Ed sat down and leaned against a metal post. The cool metal felt good against his skin. "I could probably transmute something…"

"Hey, wait, if they know that you can transmute or whatever, why did they leave you with us here and not even bother to do anything to your hands?"

"I don't know. Maybe because I'm sick? I really don't have the energy to do anything right now."

"Could be."

Just then, the door opened, and a pair of stormtroopers came up to Ed. One of them grabbed his arm and pulled him to his feet. "Come on."

Ed unwillingly followed the stormtroopers out of the room, casting a worried glance at his brother. As the doors closed behind him, Ed looked straight ahead, trying to memorize where they were going so that he could find his way back. After a while, he realized he was wasting his energy. No matter how hard he tried, everything seemed to look the same to him.

They brought Ed into a small room and had him lie down on a bed. Ed watched as they restrained his hands and feet. They also covered him with a blanket and placed something cool on his forehead, over his eyes. Once they were done, they left the room, and Darth Vader came in. He walked straight up to Ed and stood next to him.

"I find it strange that you have been so obedient. Perhaps this illness is much more worrisome than I thought. I have no intention of bringing a useless child to the Emperor."

"You might as well give it up now. There's no way I'll ever work for you."

"You may wish to rethink that. We have very little need of your brother, after all."

Ed wanted very much to punch Vader in his stupid shiny helmet, but he couldn't, so he settled for glaring, which didn't work well either since his eyes were covered. "Leave him out of this."

"If you behave, then I will."

Ed glared for a while longer at whatever it was blocking his vision. "Fine."

"Good." Vader left the room, leaving Ed to ponder his fate.

Please don't kill me for being slow. D: